Oxygen-and-Rust
Oxygen and Rust I. The fracture was invisible to the station's automated sensors, but Rosa Delgado felt it through the soles of her magnetic boots. It was a vibration, subtle but persistent, like a tooth waiting to crack. She floated in the void outside Station Kestrel, forty feet from the nearest airlock, welding a micro-fracture in the hull that no one else knew existed. 0.4 gravity made...
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